The woman was in a fiery red shirt, with an eyebrow-like look, and looked weird, but with a little tiredness on a pretty face.

"Aunt Lin, when will my dad wake up? He ... does his injury matter?"

The child looked at the woman in red with big eyes and asked eagerly.

"Well, although these injuries look fierce, fortunately they are not injured on the hood door, your father will be able to raise some time and it will be good. When his skill recovers, these scars will slowly disappear, not Leave half a scar, Babe, you can rest assured. Your father is a devil, and his resilience is amazing ... "

The woman in red explained patiently.

The child sighed slightly, two small hands clinging to the man's big hand. "Daddy, I'm sorry, Beibei isn't angry with you, and Beibei knows how your mother looks like you are sad ..."

The man's hands were white and slender, with clear joints, and seemed to have a force.

An effort to control the world.

At this moment, it is just vacantly stretched out, it seems that what I want to catch, and what I can't catch ...

Seeing these hands, Qi Luoer had a feeling out of thin air, a feeling of wanting to hold ...

The idea had just come out of her life, and her hands could not help being stretched out, and emptied in the man's palm.

Her hand was empty and placed under the child's small hand.

Above is the child's tender little hand, and below is the man's warm big hand ...

Qi Luoer froze for a moment, watching the three palms stacked strangely, there was an unspeakable harmony.

She was always shocked by the stillness of the water.

It seemed like a calm lake was thrown into the pebble, making ripples.

Subconsciously, she wanted to withdraw her hand.

The man in his sleep frowned suddenly, restlessly, his slightly open hand clenched! .

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